The king of the West, who is known as the only hope, is now leading a large group of undead to pollute the once vibrant land. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because of Gondor's abundant life, even the surrounding area was severely polluted for a few days, and the coastal area and Rohan, separated by a mountain range to the north, became a bad land infested with the undead.

Of course, this is inseparable from the efforts of the Necromantic King, who has been as tired as a wild dog for the past three days, and is completely a lifeless regulating and manufacturing machine.

By the time nearly a hundred armour-torn demons stood under the last castle of Rohan, the local lords had prepared poisoned wine for their families in despair.

He had yet to receive a clear reply from the King of the West, most likely because of the short time he had yet to think it through, or because the Courier had died on the way, or because he didn't bother to bother him right now.

In short, hope has not yet been found, but the fuses of despair have been lit one by one, the demons have already arrived in the city, and the "epidemic" in the city has more serious signs, and there is nothing more painful than adding insult to injury.

Looking back at the cavalry under the city that were waiting for the city gate to open and launch a suicidal charge, those emaciated figures and withered horses made Lord Angus feel sad, two days ago, these were all warriors.

The demons had no extra declarations, and were ready to charge as soon as they arrived, the small walls would not form any effective obstacles to them, and with Baal's orders, they would rush forward without hesitation, even in the face of Iluvita.

Then the battle broke out, and within five minutes of the engagement, Rohan's forces had already begun to rout, which was understandable.

At this time, in the direction where the demons came, a dense number of orcs suddenly appeared, some orcs rode on the back of the wolf, some actually rode on the huge spider, and some giant spiders actually "grew" the upper body of the human!

To the south of the city, a large group of heavily armored infantry regiments also appeared, and of course they were still out of sight of the Rohan defenders.

"Oh my God! It's an orc! The orcs are coming!

The defenders on the walls were the first to collapse, perhaps they would have collapsed long ago.

The lord in despair regained his calm, after all, this is a man who dares to die, and he doesn't have much fear when he is dying, only unwillingness and sadness.

He held the hilt of his sword in one hand, ready to cut his neck before the demons rushed to the castle, and at the same time he tried to make a final effort, because he found that the large group of "orc knights" that appeared on the plain behind the demons did not carry the banner of Mordor, maybe...

"Don't panic! Those are not evil orcs! They are servants of the king of the West! They are good orcs! This is reinforcements! They are reinforcements!"

If this sentence had been put a year ago, it would have been laughed at, and half a year ago it was a joke, but now some people really believe it, because they are willing to believe it!

Then, a miracle really happened, and instead of waiting for the fisherman's profit, those orcs rushed towards the demons!

Rohan was saved!

Half a day later, the remnants of Rohan's army and civilians were "escorted" to the territory of the King of the West, where they would be given a chance to recuperate, and all they had to pay was to recognize the King of the West's temporary dominion over them and Rohan's homeland, which was not a very harsh condition in the eyes of the deceased, including the remaining Rohan royal family.

Others, upon seeing the orc reinforcements, angrily pointed out that they were the culprits of the siege of Idoras, because they looked alike, and although the orcs were originally carved out of a mold, the difference could still be seen in the subtleties, not to mention the iconic giant spider.

To their despair, not many locals, including the lord, responded to their call for revenge, and even more than half of the same fugitives were indifferent to their rebuke, and the little prince, whom they secretly regarded as the lord, became the first informant, and his mother was the leader of everything.

And then they were all left behind, and others left, and they didn't even look back at them, as if they were dead, and they were.

On the battlefield, giant spiders and wolves, which were only used as mounts, began to gnaw at the huge corpses of those demons. The demons' defense is extremely amazing, and the scales on their bodies are tough even if they are not as strong as dragons. After death, they are easily torn apart, as if some kind of power protecting them has disappeared with the dissipation of life.

Knights who should have been much more noble than their mounts have become escorts and porters at this time, and from their reluctant eyes for demon corpses, it can be seen that these beasts with human appearance are also very covetous of those "grain and grass". On the contrary, it was the remains of the dead of humans, and no one touched them, which also made the lord before he left breathe a sigh of relief, and the families of the victims probably would not want to see their relatives reduced to the rations of wild beasts.

The Necromantic King was late with his newly selected elite minions, and the corpses of the demons could not be transformed into undead, which he had long confirmed, so he voluntarily gave up the distribution for the benefit of the whole.

The inhabitants and warriors of Rohan who died in battle were his target and exclusive to him.

Throughout the vast land of Rohan, there are many more such targets that have been collected by the "invaders" and are waiting for him to be resurrected.

Rohan doesn't have a lot of lifelessness like Gondor, and the spring climate is also warm and humid in the south, so corpses that rot after a week can't be made into zombies, so the Necromantic Monarch has a lot of work.

In fact, according to the position of the Necromantic King, it should have been necessary to kill all the Rohans.

Although it is impossible for him to control so many necromantic creatures at the same time, he can awaken and release them. The necromancer awakened by him is naturally easier to control, and if there is the power of the origin to cooperate, even the main body can be remotely controlled.

Ling Qi would definitely not dislike that there were too many undead minions, and each additional undead could also speed up the transformation of the defeated land a little, but unfortunately that was not in line with the overall benefit maximization.

The doppelganger of the Necromantic King, even if there is a kingdom of God in the future, it will also be a kingdom of death.

And the ontological kingdom will obviously tend to be diversified, and every living person will be the seed of the future. It's not about how many seeds, but always more is better.

If it is necessary to sacrifice, Ling Qi will not hesitate to sacrifice anything. But when it wasn't necessary, he was stingy with any sacrifice.

The 800 demons were all wiped out, and this force that could sweep across the continent fell in their majestic expedition to the west and the south.

Baal in the north was silent at this time, which made Ling Qi secretly hesitate.

Time is on him, and naturally the more the better, provided that Baal has no special conspiracy.

Could Barr have no conspiracy?

Seven days later, when Gangdo and Rohan had barely joined forces to form a vast land of death, Ling Qi decided to send an army north to try to provoke the Demon Lord.

It is impossible for him to take action personally, so if he gives up his advantage and chooses to hit the stone with an egg. Indifference is not the right thing to do, but it is good that his overall power has clearly gained the upper hand in the previous encounter, which means that he has enough leverage to squander if necessary.

This is the first time he has taken the initiative, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is absolutely impossible to succeed, and the elves have already set a precedent.

He had to do this, the imprisoned Sauron faintly showed signs of instability, and the undead sand gull off the coast of Gondor also sent back images of the mysterious giant ship haunting. At this time, he had to do something.

There are also the fugitives led by Galadriel, the apostles of Hittis, and the other local rebels, all of whom seem to have fallen under the curse of silence.

They shouldn't be silent, because these together, too, should not be underestimated, and will definitely make the demon army frown a little, but at this moment it has disappeared!

On the highest platform in Kalimdor, Black Castle, an old man in a white robe and gray beard fell off the back of an eagle and stood firmly.

Ling Qi, who was looking into the distance with his back hand, didn't look back, as if he had eyes on the back of his head, and asked lightly:

"Saruman, have you found any of your old friends?"

The white-robed wizard patted the snow-white eagle's neck greedily, as if he wanted to drag it up to the planing table and dismember it to pieces.

"Hmm~no~ not at all! I have traveled to many places on the eagle, but in those familiar places, I have not found any trace of Galadriel and them. ”

Saruman sighed helplessly, then hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said:

"Lynch, how's your latest research? You should know that finding people is not what I'm good at. You have so many people under you, why don't you let them search for them, I'm obviously better suited to do those scientific research and stuff!"

"Lynch, I didn't say you, you're not really interesting. Even the Moreda I brought, you are willing to arrange for him to take on the important role, why don't you let me do research. ”

"I don't want to be a supervisor, even if it's an ordinary researcher, I'm willing. ”

Saruman complained, using some obscure words that ordinary people couldn't understand at all, of course, these words did not exist in the first place, and they were all updated by Ling Qi according to the language habits of Middle-earth, but the meaning was clear.

The giant eagle shook its head, as if it was not pleased with Saruman's intimacy, or perhaps it sniffed out the smell of danger, and immediately cooed and flapped its wings away after gaining Ling Qi's approval.

Ling Qi glanced back at Saruman deeply, the white-robed wizard's gaze still staring at the vigorous white shadow.

"Saruman, you're wrong, it's not that I won't reuse you, it's that the task of finding Galadriel is more important than researching and developing some kind of new creature. ”

"Think about it, who of my men can get close to Galadriel without being detected except you?"

"With Galadriel's strength, even if anyone else finds her traces except you, they won't be able to send the news back alive. ”

"Don't worry, once you find Galadriel, I will immediately hand over the Biological Research and Development Department to you to manage. ”

Ling Qi was full of promises, but in fact neither he nor Saruman believed in it.

As for the refusal to reuse Saruman, that's for sure.

Moreda is just one of Saruman's two former blue-robed relatives, although his knowledge is not rich enough, and his strength is only at the top of the hero, but it is just within the range that Ling Qi can control, and of course it will be reused.

Saruman?That's a careerist whose knowledge is only inferior to Gandalf's, who has a legendary rank of strength, and who can independently develop a strong orc!

Such a person, Ling Qi dares to use it, and even dares to reuse it, but he will definitely not hand over the core secret to him, let alone now!